They all call me Great Master-Chapter 429 426 When Arthur Says He’s Not Good At...

As the countdown whispered, everyone could clearly see the smile that appeared on Arthur's face.

It was a smile that bubbled up from genuine, heartfelt joy.

Not a smile born of mere politeness.

Immediately, Lord Deljo and others from 'Storm Sword' formulated a guess.

Marinda Julius Caesar!

Apart from this lady, Lord Deljo and others from 'Storm Sword' could think of no one else who would elicit such a smile from Lord Kledos.

The next moment, their speculation was confirmed—

A huge ring of smoke appeared inside the tent.

Shortly after, a woman in khaki hunting attire, wearing a deerstalker cap, with deep blue eyes and delicate features, holding a pipe in her mouth and possessing a very unique aura, appeared before everyone.

"Miss Caesar, good afternoon,"

Lord Deljo and others from 'Storm Sword' greeted her with a bow.

During these three days of the 'Swordsmanship Competition,' they had seen Marinda from a distance.

Indeed, even if one had never seen Marinda, just hearing some descriptions of the lady would be enough to recognize her in a crowd.

After all—

There were ladies who smoked pipes.

There were ladies who habitually wore hunting attire and deerstalker caps.

There were attractive ladies with deep blue eyes.

But when these three attributes combined, and the location was South Los, there was only one.

That was: Marinda Julius Caesar.

"My dear, why are you here?

Is your business taken care of?"

Arthur walked up to Marinda from the couch and asked softly.

Seeing Arthur's pretentious demeanor, Marinda instinctively wanted to roll her eyes, but considering that Lord Deljo and others from 'Storm Sword' were present, she forcibly held back and instead flashed a sweet smile—that was the kind of smile only a young girl in love would have.

Upon seeing this smile, Lord Deljo and others were certain.

This was the kind of smile that should only exist in love.

And Arthur here?

He saw no less than five flaws.

Especially those eyes, not focused enough, seemingly looking at him but actually observing the people around.

How could a woman in love have room in her eyes for others?

Poor rating!

However, speaking purely of the smile, it was exceptionally good.

Clearly, it was practiced.

'She couldn't have practiced this just for me, could she?'

Arthur thought to himself, his gaze growing even gentler.

Why was he so sure that Marinda would come?

Of course, it was because Marinda had just quietly told him she would come—whenever there were others present, Marinda always maintained proper etiquette.

However, most of the time, Marinda preferred to appear in private settings where only Arthur was present.

In her own words, it was because she liked the freedom of coming and going as she pleased, 'like using a public restroom.'

To this, Arthur didn't mind.

Becauses Marinda knew her boundaries well.

It certainly wasn't because Marinda's appearances always brought him considerable benefits.

He, Arthur, the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los, how could he possibly lower his standards for trivial gains?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

As for the rare deviation from her own preferences, Marinda's purpose for appearing here was clear to Arthur.

It was simply to meet Lord Deljo and others from 'Storm Sword.'

Or to be more precise...

An unexpected issue had arisen at the archaeological site below the beach, prompting the lady to urgently seek the expert knowledge of Lord Deljo and others from 'Storm Sword.'

Arthur thought to himself, silently waiting for Marinda's response.

And upon seeing Arthur's tender gaze, the hairs on the lady's back stood on end, and goosebumps sprang up liberally on her arms.

If it weren't for the hunting gear providing cover, he would definitely have been discovered by now.

'This guy must be doing it on purpose!

I really want to kick this jerk!

Marinda thought, yet her face maintained that sweet smile.

"Well, everything has mostly been dealt with.

However, there is a door that unexpectedly blocked the way..."

Marinda said, pausing almost imperceptibly.

The lady was waiting for Arthur to take advantage of the situation, but contrary to her expectations, Arthur did not do so, even though his eyes showed deep regret, he merely nodded slightly.

Marinda looked at Arthur, whose expression seemed to say 'what a pity, we negotiated our cooperation too early, if I'd known, I could have cut a harsh deal now,' and couldn't help but smirk.

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Even though Arthur was annoying, sometimes he was really not bad.

He was a suitable collaborator.

Marinda thought to herself, her voice becoming clearer.

"So, I need your men to help with this."

With no attachments, there was no need to hide anything.

The lady spoke frankly.

"Good."

Arthur nodded, neither evading nor refusing.

Just like before 'unable to raise the price.'

This was also part of the cooperation agreed upon earlier, Arthur couldn't refuse—because, to Arthur, even though he might commit murder or arson, and was of a nasty character, overall, he was still a half-decent person.

Because—

He kept his promises.

And, he never lied.

Deljo and others of the 'Storm Sword' grew tense on the side.

They viewed this as a test of their capabilities by Arthur.

It was about their adventure skills, not their combat strength.

After exchanging glances with Adi, Pruitt, and Edwina, Deljo stepped forward—

"Sir, if it is what we think it is, I believe you can let us try."

Unlike the simple Little Winna, Deljo used a closer form of address to narrow the distance between himself and Arthur.

Just like this initiative of volunteering.

Rather than letting others handle it, they preferred to volunteer, enhancing their standing in Arthur's eyes.

For the Entry-level Atlas!

As opposed to those untrustworthy Nobles.

Arthur was more trustworthy.

Seeing Deljo step forward voluntarily, Arthur knew the big picture he had painted was working, and he nodded with a slight smile.

"Good."

Afterwards, Arthur looked at Marinda again.

"The identities of Deljo and his group are still a bit sensitive."

Arthur reminded her.

"Leave it to me—they will return to Bert Territory after the 'Swordsmanship Competition' ends tonight."

Marinda replied.

Then, the two of them exchanged a smile.

It was an understanding.

Both were very aware that they needed to keep a low profile, low profile, and even lower profile.

They absolutely couldn't let that Mother Tigress notice any anomalies.

Of course, they also couldn't completely escape the Mother Tigress' field of view.

They needed to strike a balance.

So, Arthur walked straight out of the tent, speaking softly as he walked—

"Do we need a 'Spirit Medium' to save the day and buy some time?

I'm not too good at that sort of thing."

Arthur said this, his lips uncontrollably curling into a smirk.